Follow Jo's Lead

Jo left to go lure the girl over as you slip behind the bar. The plan was for you to just be a charming nice guy, and that she’d do the heavy lifting.

Ok then. She’s calling the shots on this, so you’ll follow Jo’s lead.

After talking briefly with the girl, who looked relieved to be approached by someone other than one of your more predatory brothers. Soon, Jo is leading her back to the bar, where you begin serving all three of you drinks.

It turns out that Jo had been pretty spot on in her assessment of the girl, who was named Amy. She was a freshman, and, over the course of a few drinks, you found out that in high school she had been the editor of her school paper, a track and field athlete, and very involved in the Fellowship of Christian Athletes. These revelations of how pure and innocent she was was causing Jo to eye fuck Amy whenever she wasn’t looking.

This was Amy’s first fraternity party, so you entertain her with some of your more PG anecdotes. Amy was giggling at almost every story, although this was probably mostly to do with the **** you had been serving her. Jo is constantly grazing her hand against Amy’s arm, or tucking an errant lock of hair behind Amy’s ear, giggling along with her. While you had started out very light, you had progressively made Amy’s drinks stronger and stronger. Soon, Amy is wobbling in her chair, blinking rapidly with a flushed face.

“Oh, I-I don’t feel so good…” she says to no one in particular.

“Really?! Oh no!” Jo is a much better actress than you had thought. She appears concerned and caring, but you know what dark thoughts lurk in her head.

Jo’s face lights up as she pretends to come up with an idea “I know, why don’t we go upstairs, and find a quiet place to sit for a while, get you some water, and see if you feel better. If you don’t, I’ll take you back to your dorm myself!”

“O-ok!” Amy says with a somewhat vacant smile.

As Jo helps Amy up, you pass her your room key. Jo mouths to you “I’ll text you in a sec” as she helps Amy towards the stairs. They make it up the stairs just in time as a petite blonde girl you recognize from your Psych class climbs up onto the stage with the stripper pole and starts stripping to “Black Widow”. If Amy had seen that, she probably would have fled in panic from the house. As you watch the blonde toss her bra across the room to the applause of all present, you phone buzzes with a text. It’s Jo.

J: We’re up in your room. Everything’s good. Come on up.

As you read, another text pops up

J: You’re doing great, keep playing it cool, and follow my lead. I promise, it’ll be worth it. You’ll be balls deep in this sweet little thing before you know it.

And another text

J: And who knows, I might have a little surprise for you too ;)